The Prince ~ Poema

I’m a prince.
Prince of Golden ashes,
of unforgettable memories.
Prince of heart crushes
of unpalatable clamors.

Tonight my kingdom
Relies on my wisdom,
On my destructive power,
On my incredible knowledge.

War is near.
And even if the enemy wins,
Even if the people run with fear,
Not to worry, their end is near.

Let the ballistic missiles of love rise,
Let the indestructible power of hope revive,
Let them be, because they will be judged.

Even you will be judged, Even I.
But, I’m still a Prince.
The Prince that you hope to take
And with the guillotine give him pain.

But even if you kill me, even if you judge me,
I will always be the Prince.